It was a normal drive home when my oldest son, Ben, called me and asked if I knew who was performing in town that night. He said, "Dad, it's your favorite artist of all time." After a full days work and pulling up to my bank I drew a huge blank. "Dad, Frank Black is doing a solo performance. I say you go buy some clothes at Walmart and turn around and head back." He needled me and I had about three minutes until the bank closed and thought I…
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